#Americans #Women #XIXCentury
783 The Birds begun at Four o’clock— Their period for Dawn— A Music numerous as space— But neighboring as Noon—
No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee - When a Lover is an Owner Different is he - What he begged is then the Beggar…
994 Partake as doth the Bee, Abstemiously. The Rose is an Estate— In Sicily.
The show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be. Fair play—
999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said
253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake
310 Give little Anguish— Lives will fret— Give Avalanches— And they’ll slant—
622 To know just how He suffered—woul… To know if any Human eyes were ne… To whom He could entrust His wave… Until it settle broad—on Paradise…
XXVII I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you—Nobody—too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise—you k…
408 Unit, like Death, for Whom? True, like the Tomb, Who tells no secret Told to Him—
368 How sick—to wait—in any place—but… I knew last night—when someone tri… Thinking—perhaps—that I looked ti… Or breaking—almost—with unspoken p…
665 Dropped into the Ether Acre— Wearing the Sod Gown— Bonnet of Everlasting Laces— Brooch—frozen on—
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plant… At Evening, it is not At Morning, in a Truffled Hut It stop opon a Spot As if it tarried always
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I